The things we do!

If some of the surrounding lodging-house keepers, as I have no doubt they
did, disliked the little Duchess for the airs which she gave herself, as
they averred; they must have envied her too her superior prosperity, for
there was scarcely ever a card in her window, whilst those ensigns in her
neighbours' houses would remain exposed to the flies and the weather, and
disregarded by passers-by for months together. She had many regular
customers, or what should be rather called constant friends. Deaf old Mr.
Cricklade came every winter for fourteen years, and stopped until the
hunting was over; an invaluable man, giving little trouble, passing all
day on horseback, and all night over his rubber at the club. The Misses
Barkham, Barkhambury, Tunbridge Wells, whose father had been at college
with Mr. Honeyman, came regularly in June for sea air, letting
Barkhambury for the summer season. Then, for many years, she had her
nephew, as we have seen; and kind recommendations from the clergymen of
Brighton, and a constant friend in the celebrated Dr.


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